Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. After months of barely getting by, Anselm managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: 5'9" and muscular, this eastern woman usually wears her black robe and has her sickle always slung over her shoulder. She wears her silver hair down. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses like a well dressed Miner does. His purple hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Oriax is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Oriax was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Ploughman, but he was a colossal failure. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'11". He very much looks the part of a Sage, and his gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. His hair is cut close to his head. His ears are large.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Adelard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He worked as a nervous Sage and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her hair is golden and curly. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.